I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 293

Qilipu is a typical local village.

The whole village, all the houses, are lined up side by side.

Most of the houses are very old quadrangles.

In the courtyard, the old people take care of the flowers and plants leisurely.

The old people’s cats and dogs are in the courtyard gate, basking in the sun.

Ling Ping An walks past these yards with her pet in her arms.

The old men looked up at him with doubts in their eyes.

“Whose child is that?” They think about it, but few really care.

A long time ago, the rural areas of the federal Empire had become nursing homes.

When I was young, I went to work in the city. When I retired, I went back to my hometown in the countryside to grow flowers and grass. When I was free, I would play cards and fish with my old friends. I was very happy.

As for land?

It’s been leased to fruit companies and vegetable companies for a long time.

Therefore, in the traditional sense, for example, the rural society 200 years ago or 300 years ago has already disintegrated.

Until, they watched Ling Ping An walk to an old courtyard in the village, skillfully took out the key to open the door.

Only then did the old people realize.

“Children of Ling family…”

They began to whisper.

The old people think of the legends of the past, which they heard when they were children.

At that time, the elders always taught them: “don’t go to that yard to play, you know?”

“The courtyard of Ling family, don’t go if you have nothing to do…”

As for the reason, there are different opinions.

Some people say that the ancestors of the spirit family kept demons and would eat people.

Some people say that the spiritual family all know magic, which offends him. Then he plays a basin of water in his yard at night, and then he says something in his mouth and slaps his palm in the basin. Then you get sick

Others say that the spirit family itself is a monster.

Because some people have seen with their own eyes that the woman of the Ling family is dressing up on the window sill. She takes a bloody human skin off her face, and then puts it on the desk, holding an eyebrow brush and a brush, and then glues it back.

Anyway, Lingjia is a taboo in this village.

Except for a few families that are close to the spirit family, basically no one dares to approach.

The old people looked at the young man with glasses and a kitten in his arms.

I think about the legends I heard when I was a child.

At this time, a child, with a toy, came out of the house excitedly: “grandfather Grandfather… ”

“Look at my invincible Flying car…”

“Du…”

The old man immediately turned around and looked at his grandchildren with a smile: “it’s so fierce…”

But the little guy was very curious. He looked at the place where his grandfather had just looked, and his eyes immediately lit up: “grandfather Don’t you say that the yard is very dangerous and there are monsters, so we should not play? ”

“How dare he go?”

The old man touched his grandson’s head with a smile: “he They are the people of the spirit family… ”

The little guy is so bold that he looks at the stranger who is opening the door.

A lovely kitten, immediately attracted his attention.

“How beautiful his cat is!”

The old man noticed that the kitten was squatting at the feet of the young man.

Every hair glows in the sun, as if surrounded by colorful light.

Little cat, very spiritual.

That pair of cat’s eyes, even in the sun, is as beautiful as a gem.

The old man was stunned

Childhood legend, pile by pile again hit the heart.

“The spirit family keeps demons…”

“They can spell…”

“The spirit family itself is a monster!”

He quickly grabbed his grandson: “good grandson, don’t look, don’t look…”

“Let’s go home and watch cartoons with my grandfather…”

This kind of thing, still prefer to believe its have not believable its nonexistence!

No one will risk their offspring.

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Ling Ping’an opens the gate of the yard and walks in with his pet.

This is a typical rural courtyard.

The lawn in the yard is clean and free of weeds.

In the middle of the yard, there is a well, very old.

Ling Ping’an walks over, opens the well cover and looks at the well water inside. It is clear and clean.

Next to the well is a pavilion.

He remembered that every time he came back as a child, he would sit in the pavilion at night, watching the sky and counting the stars.

That was one of his few hobbies when he was a child.

As a person who is extremely insensitive to mathematics, he could not even imagine that he could have this hobby.Sitting on the clean balustrade of the pavilion, he looked at the gate of the ancestral house.

Brass wooden door, tightly locked.

He went over and opened the door, and the hall was full of God cards.

This is also the use of most of the rural ancestral houses now – to worship the ancestors!

Although spiritual peace is an atheist.

But like most people, they have great respect for their ancestors.

So he went up and picked up a lighter on the table. Then he took out a candle from under the table, put it in the censer and lit it one by one.

Then he raised his head and looked at the cards on the top.

These are his immediate ancestors.

From the Tao Te Ching, “if you don’t see it, you call it Yi; if you listen to it but don’t hear it, it’s called hope; if you don’t understand it, it’s called Wei…”

Compared with the last time, the article copied from this card is more mysterious.

As a liberal arts student, Ling Ping An certainly knows that Tao Te Ching is a philosophical article that guides people to understand the universe and nature, so as to be closer to the universe and nature.

The general meaning is that the universe is indescribable and unrecognizable. Then what shall I do? Follow its laws and adapt to its operation.

It’s just

Lingping’an doesn’t understand why his parents or the ancestor put such a card under the altar and in the genealogy.

“There must be something you want to tell later generations…” Ling Ping An thought with the card in his hand.

But

What do they want to say?

Ask future generations to take a good look at Tao Te Ching?

Or do you want to express any metaphor by virtue of Tao Te Ching?

Ling Ping’an scratched his head and didn’t understand.

He played with the card in his hand, thought about it, and put it back.

Looking back, he looked at the regular pet that had been behind him.

This little guy has become very clever since he entered the ancestral house.

Ling Ping An picked it up, rubbed its head and said, “let’s go and pick strawberries…”

Come to the countryside, Ling Ping An is very fond of picking strawberries.

Not only because it is cheap, but also because it can be free!

The rule in the country is to pick strawberries and taste them.

How much you can eat is a skill!

Especially for local farmers like lingping’an, even the price is very cost-effective.

It may cost 30, 40, or even 50 per catty.

But Lingping’s words, a few yuan a catty.

This is the welfare of farmers.

Because the orchard land is the ancestral land of local villagers.

Many of them are the ancestral products of the spirit family!

Now it’s just rented to a fruit company to grow.

But the property right is still in the name of lingping’an.

There are still tens of thousands of yuan of rent every year!

But this money, spirit family has ancestral precepts, want to donate all.

Holding the kitten, Ling Ping An walked out of the gate and covered it up.

Before going to the gate of the yard, I met an old man in his fifties.

Ling Ping An looked at him and immediately said with a smile, “Uncle Wang…”

The other party raised his head and saw lingping’an, and immediately laughed. His waist couldn’t help bending down: “young master is back…”

Ling Ping’an immediately waved his hand: “Uncle Wang I can’t help it… ”

Then he lifted up the old man.

This old man is a distant relative who helps Ling Ping An look after and take care of this ancestral house.

It is said that they are distant relatives, but in fact, they are not very involved.

According to Lingping’s parents, Uncle Wang once had a daughter who was a concubine to the ancestors of Ling family about 200 years ago.

At that time, it was still Gaozong period.

Women are not liberated and men and women are not equal.

Concubines were legal at the time.

In the late period of Gaozong’s rule, with the implementation of the protection of women’s and children’s rights and interests act, the dregs of the old era were swept into the garbage heap of history.

It’s just that the garbage heap belongs to the garbage heap.

Some things, even if they fall into a cesspool, can still survive.

Like now, bigamy is strictly prohibited by law.

But a lot of girls still like to be out of the house for the rich.

No way, money. It’s so sweet!

In the old times, the scum of master and servant was left.

Uncle Wang, a long time ago, was a descendant of the Ling family, and for this reason, he dedicated a daughter to the ancestor of the Ling family as a concubine (at that time, it was a very glorious thing!).

For two hundred years, his family still keeps the tradition of the past.

It’s just a little childe, young master

This is also the reason why spiritual peace doesn’t want to go back to qilipu.

Here, in addition to Uncle Wang, there are several other families, all of whom were former servants or former members of the spiritual family.He is a young man of a new era.

The concept of equality is very important!

I really don’t like it. I’m called “little childe” or “little Lord”.

Especially the other side is the elder!

But the old man said with a smile: “young master, it makes Make it… ”

Ling family is very special, especially young master.

It’s a secret.

Can’t tell the secret!

“Young master, will you come back to live this time?” Asked the old man.

“You can’t live if you live…” Lingping’an quickly waves her hand. If she really wants to spend the night here, lingping’an knows that it will be very lively at night.

A lot of people will come to see you.

Besides the Wangs and zhangjias in the village.

And the Hu and Lu families in the mountain next door will also come.

“By the way…” Ling Ping An asked, “Uncle Wang, what about Uncle Zhang?”

“Lao Zhang went to the vineyard early this morning to pick grapes for you…” The old man said with a smile.

When you hear it, you can only sigh.

“I said, don’t be so troublesome…” Ling Ping’an shakes his head.

He was really moved by the feeling of his fellow countrymen.

Unfortunately, he has nothing to repay these simple villagers.

Reading, reading a lonely.

Open a bookstore, open a bleak!

Even writing a book is not satisfactory

That is the level of the game, OK!

But he didn’t go to work

So, I’m so ashamed! Every time I come back, I feel sorry for Jiang Dongfu!

This is why he always dreams of becoming a federal Book giant or becoming the sixth white in the Central Plains.

But it is to use those two even his own do not believe the excuse to deceive himself, comfort himself only.

Therefore, in front of the elderly, the spirit of peace is quite a bit like a needle on a needle.

He quickly found an excuse: “Uncle Wang, I will not chat with you…”

“I have to pick some strawberries in the field…”

With that, he took his cat and left in a hurry.

The old man in the back, has been in a slight way, watching the spirit safe away.

“Little master…” Looking at the figure of Lingping, the old man said softly: “when Can it lead us back to our ancestral land? ”

It’s been 200 years.

When can we go back to the hometown of our ancestors?

The fox died in the first hill, Daima Yifeng.

For two hundred years, he and the soul of his ancestors have been dreaming of returning to his hometown.

But, all these hopes, all fall on this small host.

Because he is the only one who can lead his people back to their hometown.

Turning around, the old man saw a figure not far away.

The man came up.

It’s an old woman with white hair.

“The little master just left…” Said the old man.

The old woman nodded. She knew that as soon as the little master came back, she felt it.

“The cat brought back by the little master…” The old woman said, “it’s very unusual.”

The old man nodded: “I know…”

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